<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:14:14.225+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HADOOSHEH</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114744080426856898</id><published>2007-09-03T05:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:53:43.537+03:00</updated><title type='text'>To All My Friends Who Are Away... I Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rtt11MBKCZI/AAAAAAAAADs/24SJ9kHAS3g/s1600-h/i%27ll+miss+u.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105804159174183314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rtt11MBKCZI/AAAAAAAAADs/24SJ9kHAS3g/s320/i%27ll+miss+u.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Trying not to watch the clock&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tickin as the time goes by&lt;br /&gt;I know you best be on your way&lt;br /&gt;But I'm wishin I could've made you stay&lt;br /&gt;Your leaving, I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me&lt;br /&gt;I'm always missing you&lt;br /&gt;Before The Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I feel it,already&lt;br /&gt;I'm always missing you&lt;br /&gt;Before The Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Kind of hard for me to let you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dont let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;How much I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;All the little things that make me weak&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes and the way you speak&lt;br /&gt;Your leaving&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm always missing you&lt;br /&gt;Before The Goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105801900021385602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="148" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RttzxsBKCYI/AAAAAAAAADk/4rB230jQ9HE/s320/167050645_0e154c8d2b.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114744080426856898?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114744080426856898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114744080426856898&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114744080426856898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114744080426856898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-always-missing-you-b4-goodbye_03.html' title='To All My Friends Who Are Away... I Miss You'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rtt11MBKCZI/AAAAAAAAADs/24SJ9kHAS3g/s72-c/i%27ll+miss+u.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-3870662598568554857</id><published>2007-06-06T02:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T04:05:19.424+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage To Move On!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RmYH2LdlW-I/AAAAAAAAADE/_g2-rovp9yc/s1600-h/butterfly4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072750657650645986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RmYH2LdlW-I/AAAAAAAAADE/_g2-rovp9yc/s200/butterfly4.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Courage To Move On!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had been together for many years,Now all she can feel is fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;She gave all that she could give,It just wasn't the way he wanted to live.He left without a backward glance,Not even giving their love a chance.She often wonders what she could have done,To keep him from going on the run.Now she is living all alone,With nothing she can call her own.She can barely make herself eat,Wondering if her life will again be complete,knowing that she is one of the sweet butterflies,flying and moving with her colorfull shades and spreading comfort and smiles all over she flies,all the others keep telling her she will just be fine again,and asks her to look around her and see how many others are just going after her,if she could only give some chances for others to try and show their love,but thats just not what she wants,cuz its not easy at all to get over her true love and move on,but its not what she want she wasnt the one who made the choise it just seems that this is how life should be an she trust God to guide her through that path,so finaly this butterfly decided now to start moving along,Building her courage, and becoming strong.Time will heal her broken pride,heart ,Toward the sunrise her heart will glide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-3870662598568554857?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/3870662598568554857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=3870662598568554857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/3870662598568554857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/3870662598568554857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/06/courage-to-move-on.html' title='Courage To Move On!!'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RmYH2LdlW-I/AAAAAAAAADE/_g2-rovp9yc/s72-c/butterfly4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-4135048848842138459</id><published>2007-05-30T14:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:09:21.644+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Littel Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rl1nWv37jzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2BKscI1k3UQ/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070322395994885938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rl1nWv37jzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2BKscI1k3UQ/s200/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rl1j9_37jyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bDn_rdGmTLM/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070318672258240290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rl1j9_37jyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bDn_rdGmTLM/s200/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes we forget that things take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That there's a master plan, a bigger design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes we forget to trust His plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We hurry &amp; rush just because we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But a little prayer &amp;amp; a whole lot of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can restore our faith in the Powers above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So grab some patience &amp; put on a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember that good things take awhile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just a littel reminder to keep believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In Prayer,In Hope,In God &amp;amp; In Yourself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-4135048848842138459?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/4135048848842138459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=4135048848842138459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/4135048848842138459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/4135048848842138459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/05/littel-reminder.html' title='A Littel Reminder'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rl1nWv37jzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2BKscI1k3UQ/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-6437872837379218871</id><published>2007-04-01T02:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T03:19:02.328+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Palm Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg75zwEeKYI/AAAAAAAAACs/j60fNGzmssU/s1600-h/palm+sunday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048246899801205122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg75zwEeKYI/AAAAAAAAACs/j60fNGzmssU/s200/palm+sunday.bmp" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels bow down at the thought of You The darkness brings way to the light for You The price that you paid gives us life brand New Hosanna forever we worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048243339273316642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="70" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg72kgEeKSI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A2RdItwnYYg/s320/palm%2520sunday.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you are the joy that my soul longs for The lamb that was slain for my sins and the One I adore King of kings, Ruler of everything Hosanna forever we worship You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048243949158672690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="77" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg73IAEeKTI/AAAAAAAAACE/Gn-ODsIouMg/s200/palm%2520sunday.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For your patience and kindness And favor and mercy And honor and glory Because you are worthy We can't live without You We can't sing without You Hosanna Hosanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048244352885598530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="57" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg73fgEeKUI/AAAAAAAAACM/DfjqLrHHhEQ/s200/palm%2520sunday.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No greater love in this world but You No one can compare to the things You do Whenever You go I will follow You Hosanna forever we worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048245284893501794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="67" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg74VwEeKWI/AAAAAAAAACc/IbuuW7RgCvk/s200/palm%2520sunday.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday every tongue shall confess Your name This house made of clay soon shall pass away And whatever the test You will bring us through Hosanna forever we worship You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048246053692647794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="68" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg75CgEeKXI/AAAAAAAAACk/nk_JMV6Tka8/s200/palm%2520sunday.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hosanna forever Hosanna forever and ever and ever Hosanna We praise You Hosanna forever and ever and ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-6437872837379218871?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/6437872837379218871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=6437872837379218871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/6437872837379218871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/6437872837379218871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-palm-sunday.html' title='Happy Palm Sunday'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rg75zwEeKYI/AAAAAAAAACs/j60fNGzmssU/s72-c/palm+sunday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-8476066738087703910</id><published>2007-03-28T16:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:39:54.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Qoutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Patience has its limits. Take it too far, and it's cowardice.We could never learn to be brave and patient, if there were only joy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Patience serves as a protection against wrongs as clothes do against cold. For if you put on more clothes as the cold increases, it will have no power to hurt you. So in like manner you must grow in patience when you meet with great wrongs, and they will then be powerless to vex your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Leonardo da Vinci (1452 - 1519)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How poor are they who have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Herm Albright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you limit your choices only to what seems possible or reasonable, you disconnect yourself from what you truly want, and all that is left is a compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Robert Fritz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are two ways to slide easily through life; to believe everything or to doubt everything. Both ways save us from thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Alfred Korzybski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our doubts are traitors,&lt;br /&gt;And make us lose the good we oft might win&lt;br /&gt;By fearing to attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Until the day when God shall deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is summed up in these two words,--'Wait and hope'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hope is the thing with feathers&lt;br /&gt;That perches in the soul.&lt;br /&gt;And sings the tune&lt;br /&gt;Without the words,&lt;br /&gt;and never stops at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Emily Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Epicurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Robert H. Goddard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dag Hammarskjold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When you close your doors, and make darkness within, remember never to say that you are alone, for you are not alone; nay, God is within, and your genius is within. And what need have they of light to see what you are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Epictetus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Pearl Buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Bertrand Russell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what it loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Blaise Pascal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Love is everything it's cracked up to be…It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Erica Jong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do the one thing you think you cannot do. Fail at it. Try again. Do better the second time. The only people who never tumble are those who never mount the high wire. This is your moment. Own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oprah Winfrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Bible, John 8:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Galileo Galilei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-8476066738087703910?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/8476066738087703910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=8476066738087703910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/8476066738087703910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/8476066738087703910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-qoutes.html' title='Some Qoutes'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-8032378958705918654</id><published>2007-03-26T15:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:08:41.204+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RgfF17FCxRI/AAAAAAAAABw/lxZeuoARUbw/s400/1414347307a36db6d3900da20a8a09c8c0683ad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-8032378958705918654?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/8032378958705918654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=8032378958705918654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/8032378958705918654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/8032378958705918654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RgfF17FCxRI/AAAAAAAAABw/lxZeuoARUbw/s72-c/1414347307a36db6d3900da20a8a09c8c0683ad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-5470030139618628928</id><published>2007-03-26T00:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:00:55.402+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I Follow My Head Or Heart??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Follow Your Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyoufollowyourheadoryourheartquiz/head.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're rational, collected, and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, it takes you quite a while to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you've even been accused of being very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're cool, you're not ice cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just know what you want, and don't mind waiting to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoufollowyourheadoryourheartquiz/"&gt;Do You Follow Your Head or Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-5470030139618628928?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/5470030139618628928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=5470030139618628928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/5470030139618628928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/5470030139618628928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-i-follow-my-head-or-heart.html' title='Do I Follow My Head Or Heart??'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-7841781695762210898</id><published>2007-03-25T23:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:48:30.819+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Style is Agape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/agape.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to sacrfice your world for your sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-7841781695762210898?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/7841781695762210898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=7841781695762210898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/7841781695762210898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/7841781695762210898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-style.html' title='Love Style'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-4252274706554921026</id><published>2007-03-13T03:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:28:09.952+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Never Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RfX98lhvDwI/AAAAAAAAABo/E4nE6DJd6Tg/s1600-h/sunlight.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RfX98lhvDwI/AAAAAAAAABo/E4nE6DJd6Tg/s320/sunlight.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041214575218724610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm giving up on loving you I cant take the pain you've put me through deep down I know the feelings are always there Maybe someday you will care, At least for now I can hide my pain, I know if I don't, I'll go insane. &lt;br /&gt;I almost had you back one time, It’s like a room to ur life and u've slammed the door, It hurts to know you've shut me out. &lt;br /&gt;Now I know what love is all about, you’re happy then u cry and cry All in all it never ends for good, But then again, who thought it would?&lt;br /&gt;We’ve no time to pretend, they tell me I can't love you anymore, the thought it self makes my heart sore, understand I've no choice, I must write because I've no voice, it hurts too much to talk.&lt;br /&gt;But if I could I'd walk up the tallest mountain I'll carve a heart written inside your name,and then scale back down &amp; bring it to you, and I'd whisper softly how much I LOVE YOU… I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true.&lt;br /&gt;If years from now your lonely,and I am also alone, and you'll forgive this decision,I'd take you back in a heart beat. &lt;br /&gt;I can't say enough just can't end, I can't figure out how to mend.&lt;br /&gt;why worry about me, In the end I'll be okay, Or maybe I won't!! Does it really even matter?? Nobody seems to think so,It seems that I’ve fallen off the love ladder, I'm dazed and in a coma, with major injuries to my heart it looks like I might need a transplant…  &lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and read my mind I guarantee you'll be in tears, Words don't heal broken hearts, and they don't fill deflated hopes, nothing can tie down these feelings of sadness not even the strongest of ropes, its just one rope I have it’s the rope of faith in God which makes me still standing…&lt;br /&gt;although I feel like my world is closing in subconsciously I'm slowly suffocating, Should I die or live in constant pain…&lt;br /&gt;It’s a question I'm constantly debating.&lt;br /&gt;Its two o'clock in the morning I can't stop thinking &amp; crying long enough to fall asleep… I'm climbing a mountain to reach my one true love, but this mountain is just too steep, I keep falling but always get back up…&lt;br /&gt;For me, giving up isn't an option, and if I were to commit this terrible crime I might as well give my heart up for adoption... My heart continues to tell me what I should do through whispers and cries I hear it telling me: “Don’t worry about me, just win him back, giving up only shows that you're week, and you know your not cuz u’ve been fighting for ever, remember all the days and years… your Strong… Don’t give up…"&lt;br /&gt;So don't hate me for trying cuz I know I just cant even try to, and don't just love me to make me smile, if you want to love me then love me for who I am inside, Because loving you never seems to go out of my heart or mind, your just my heart beats and the air I breath, you're the sunlight of every morning, you’re my everything baby… My Everything &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-4252274706554921026?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/4252274706554921026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=4252274706554921026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/4252274706554921026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/4252274706554921026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-will-never-give-up.html' title='I Will Never Give Up'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RfX98lhvDwI/AAAAAAAAABo/E4nE6DJd6Tg/s72-c/sunlight.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-9148365436318180061</id><published>2007-03-01T02:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:12:15.839+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/ReYoUUIzxgI/AAAAAAAAABU/GXZAVd2rRVI/s1600-h/Sunset2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/ReYoUUIzxgI/AAAAAAAAABU/GXZAVd2rRVI/s320/Sunset2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036757562728629762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another day from those days when i feel scared and unsure of what is happinging or what will happen,i feel lost not knowing anything and it scares me,I feel that some things are happinging around me but i dont see them or maybe understand them,and maybe i do see them but i ignor them cuz i belive they are not like what they seem to be,I dont know I just feel that I dont know anything,am lost....&lt;br /&gt;another time my friends are telling me about that its time to stop being alone like this or "single" I need to get to know someone,they keep insesting on that almost daily and its driving me crazy,they keep telling me about those guyz who likes me and want to get to know me more...etc and be in a relation or sth,and I keep telling them stop this I dont need to know about those guyz cuz i dont want any one,i just love someone and they know that,they tell me try just give those guyz a chance and see what will happen,How do they think,is it possible to give another guy a chance to love you while you know that you cant cuz u love someone else!!! when will they understand this When!! Well I keep asking God if those are signs from him for me to look for a new path for my life or noo... and I keep hoping that the answer will be NOO...cuz I want it to be a NOo,I dont think that i can live with a new path cuz i adore this path that am in now,this is what i want this is the guy I love and will always love,he is my everything he is the breath i take and the sun of every new day,he is whats keeping me going on,maybe its not clear for the others cuz they see that there is nth,maybe they are right,cuz there is nth seen or clear,but my heart see's it I belive it is there and that some day it will just be floating clearly on top of the ocean for all the ppl to see and know that I was right all that time,and that I took the right path :) all those are hopes and dreams which I wish that they will come true at last,Dear God please help me,guide me and show me the right path please dont leave me alone lost in this life...not knowing anything cuz it scares me, I want to feel secure and strong,ppl keep telling me that I am strong and that I am from those few ppl who could tolerate this till now,but they dont know the truth they dont know that am not that strong and that I might crash down,but I keep fighting and fighting to live and get what I want,,,(ahhh) I give my life 2 God to protect me and guide me cuz i trust him and I am sure he'll do whats best for me and him and for everything and everyone,He knows better than us :) doesnt he....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-9148365436318180061?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/9148365436318180061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=9148365436318180061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rdt7iw7ol-I/AAAAAAAAABI/abWPOu2DbE8/s1600-h/crystal+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033752845697456098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rdt7iw7ol-I/AAAAAAAAABI/abWPOu2DbE8/s320/crystal+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've nothing else to offer,so it's love to you I'll send.It's nothing that I borrowd,and it's nothing that I'd lend.It has no money value and can't be over used.It isn't fragile so it will not break,but often it's abused.Its meaning is always different,depending on what you seek.It's something you can store away to feel when you're in need,but never is it on display,it's beauty can't be seen.I'm giving it to you,with no warranty.Because this love that I am sending has a lifetime guarantee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All I Can Give You Is My Heart &amp; Love As You See It Clear &amp;amp; Glowing &amp; Filled With Love &amp;amp; Passion ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-8039976632204699032?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/8039976632204699032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=8039976632204699032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love speaks a language of it's own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Without a word or a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It starts deep in the heart where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All true happiness is found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More and more, it seems we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A language all our own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A bond, an Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meant for me and you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More and more, I'am finding out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How joyful love can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For each day we grow closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you mean still more to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-2304400098497083525?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-5679923531984501528</id><published>2007-01-30T16:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T17:09:57.718+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rb9e5tM2QmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zfG8q-SkjPY/s1600-h/10093129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025840054647800418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rb9e5tM2QmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zfG8q-SkjPY/s320/10093129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes we forget that things take time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That there's a master plan,a bigger design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes we forget to trust HIS plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We hurry and rush just because we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But a little prayer and a whole lot of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can restore our faith in the powers above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So grab some patience as i'll &amp; put on a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And remember that good things take a while !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-5679923531984501528?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/Rb9e5tM2QmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zfG8q-SkjPY/s72-c/10093129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-7170589487089108737</id><published>2007-01-14T01:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:52:16.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Light Will Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RalwHNM2QiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m2mplTxHGSY/s1600-h/tn_Misty_sunlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019666528786072098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RalwHNM2QiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m2mplTxHGSY/s320/tn_Misty_sunlight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you heard it before... but its true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when it's the darkest day....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'r scared you will never see the light again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will come...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it might not come as fast as you would like...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it might not be as bright...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but all you have to give is time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time to wait it out...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time to be patient...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time to accept that life will go on...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that light will always return...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and once it does...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will just keep getting brighter...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;until the darkness is just an old memory...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sunlight is your world...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-7170589487089108737?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/7170589487089108737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=7170589487089108737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/7170589487089108737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/7170589487089108737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/01/light-will-come.html' title='The Light Will Come'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PqLowQTzkAs/RalwHNM2QiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m2mplTxHGSY/s72-c/tn_Misty_sunlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116769611202043994</id><published>2007-01-02T01:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T02:07:25.710+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Toast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Year’s Toast&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the new year...May it bring more joy&amp;success&amp;amp;less grief&amp; regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our dreams...May we never stop believing in themAnd taking the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actions that will make them a reality &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our friends, loved ones, associates (or colleagues)...May we take the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time to let them knowHow much it means to usTo have them in our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us encourage more and criticize less,Give more and need less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And whenever we can,Let us create harmony and peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To new beginnings...Let us start fresh, right now,To make this the very&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; best year ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very Happy New Year to all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116769611202043994?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116769611202043994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116769611202043994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116769611202043994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116769611202043994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-toast.html' title='New Year&apos;s Toast'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116734921135621552</id><published>2006-12-29T01:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:51:53.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Still With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This holiday season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll still be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sharing your hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;your joys &amp; your cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll find joy in the holly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in the great songs of old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in the tree that sparkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;with silver &amp;amp; gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll still feel the magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;of the christmas lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and I'll still warm your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;on the cold winter nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes you'll feel me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;as you pass through the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you'll brush my spirit &amp; know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you do my heart proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you'll sense me sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in a familiar place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and you'll know i'm still moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;by your beauty &amp;amp; grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and you'll stop in your tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;close your eyes &amp;amp; see clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that i'm still with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and I love you dearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and I'm thankful every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;that I still share your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;in this special way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So don't grieve for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't shed a tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;because I'll always be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my spirit near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll lend you my light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like the stars above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and send you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;on the wings of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116734921135621552?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116734921135621552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116734921135621552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116734921135621552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116734921135621552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-with-you.html' title='Still With You'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116734824250396768</id><published>2006-12-29T01:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:29:25.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>All Is Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all I have to do is dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and you're never as far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as the distance between us seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beyond the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there's a wonderland of snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the earth so barren and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but in my dreams I find warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because I can hold you close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beside the firelight's glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The wind howls and bellows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the candlelight flickers and dips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but all is well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you may be many miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but you're right here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in my hopes and dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116734824250396768?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116734824250396768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116734824250396768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116734824250396768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116734824250396768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-is-well.html' title='All Is Well'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116705265079373476</id><published>2006-12-25T14:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T15:17:30.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7596/1819/1600/2347/Christmas%20Card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7596/1819/400/219313/Christmas%20Card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116705265079373476?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116705265079373476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116705265079373476&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116705265079373476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116705265079373476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-prayer.html' title='A Christmas Prayer'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116403732970984939</id><published>2006-11-20T17:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:56:24.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Like the spring sun setting, my love for you is fading.. But every morning it's there again, rising stronger than ever. Will I ever stop feeling, or is there always a tomorrow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116403732970984939?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116403732970984939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116403732970984939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116403732970984939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116403732970984939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116284917888017795</id><published>2006-11-06T23:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:39:38.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Never Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some days it's so hard to go it alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Even when the going is great...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You just need someone to share it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes it's tough to be by yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;When the day is so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't bear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You'll never have to go it alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;So always remember and never forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever transpires in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You'll always find me next to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116284917888017795?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116284917888017795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116284917888017795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116284917888017795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116284917888017795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-never-alone.html' title='Your Never Alone'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-116056940230080726</id><published>2006-10-11T14:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:28:50.070+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes it's very difficult to anticipate the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes it seems we'r burdened with too much load&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but think about a flower pushing through the dirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/flower-rock.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not knowing where she's going or if she will be hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we just have to keep growing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and push through to the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for it's hope that keeps us going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and gets us through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-116056940230080726?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/116056940230080726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=116056940230080726&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116056940230080726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/116056940230080726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/10/like-flower.html' title='Like A Flower'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115737897324467418</id><published>2006-09-04T16:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:14:11.596+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Is Waiting You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m sitting up here in my room &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regretting that I didn’t take that 1 chance with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that chance is gone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you loved somebody new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my heart is broken and torn apart in two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t think I can survive without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I promise I’ll be here forever, for sure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope one day we would be together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will never let go,I will hold on forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll put a wall around my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And wont let anyone in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz my heart will wait forever to be with you again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115737897324467418?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115737897324467418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115737897324467418&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115737897324467418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115737897324467418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-heart-is-waiting-you.html' title='My Heart Is Waiting You'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115737728229454505</id><published>2006-09-04T16:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T16:42:02.410+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not enough to have a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unless you're willing to pursue it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not enough to know what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unless you're strong enough to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not enough to learn the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unless you also learn to live it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not enough to reach for love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unless you care enough to give it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115737728229454505?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115737728229454505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115737728229454505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115737728229454505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115737728229454505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-not-enough.html' title='It&apos;s not enough'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115564480526982392</id><published>2006-08-15T15:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:28:44.153+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What Really Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what really matters most is not whats Out but In instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what really matters most lives in your heart and not your head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what really matters most is always to keep striving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what really matters most is to push past just surviving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what really matters most is for this poem to inspire and lift up your heart just a little higher &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But what really matters most in this life is to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what matters most to you !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115564480526982392?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115564390291368961</id><published>2006-08-15T15:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:13:37.863+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gentle Breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a gentle breeze thats blowing, though you may not feel it yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's some sun about to shine though the rain may still be wet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a better day that's coming where the skies will all be blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's laughter, love, and friendship... and its all here for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here's to your very own sunshine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its coming soon!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115564390291368961?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115564390291368961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115564390291368961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115564390291368961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115564390291368961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/08/gentle-breeze.html' title='A Gentle Breeze'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115564339062110035</id><published>2006-08-15T14:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:06:09.190+03:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes there are the sad times when the blues wont go away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes there are the low times that just seems to last all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we have to let it happen &amp;amp; we have to feel the sadness too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes its the right thing to let our selves be blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;though " sometimes" maybe with us for a while......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in time we will begin to smile... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115564339062110035?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115564339062110035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115564339062110035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115564339062110035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115564339062110035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115243899306014594</id><published>2006-07-09T12:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:56:33.073+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>will every thing end soon&lt;br /&gt;will every one just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;will anyone even understand me&lt;br /&gt;will anyone stands with me or up with me&lt;br /&gt;will anybody care for what i feel&lt;br /&gt;will anyone bother him/herself to ask about me&lt;br /&gt;will anyone even think that am suffering of lots&lt;br /&gt;but no one see this cuz i keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dont want people to know&lt;br /&gt;but they keep on just hurting me&lt;br /&gt;and balming me for everything&lt;br /&gt;is it cuz am the good one always&lt;br /&gt;is it cuz i always forgive everyone&lt;br /&gt;and dont blame them for anything&lt;br /&gt;is it cuz they think i am the one who can handel everything&lt;br /&gt;as they see me the one who's holding the world on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;i never nag on anything they do that bothers me&lt;br /&gt;i keep it all inside my heart as sorrows&lt;br /&gt;they just dont see this&lt;br /&gt;they see nothing they know nothing&lt;br /&gt;all they want is them to be happy&lt;br /&gt;they dont care for others feelings&lt;br /&gt;its just me who is to be blame when sth goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;its just me the one 2 be blamed if i do sth out of control&lt;br /&gt;i am in a black hole i dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what will happen next&lt;br /&gt;i actually dont know if there is ppl out there who even cares 4 me&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure anymore if i do have friends&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure if anyone even care for what i feel&lt;br /&gt;i feel like hell but never say&lt;br /&gt;i keep everything inside so not to make anyone feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;or make them sad or ruien anyones day&lt;br /&gt;its always me who's good&lt;br /&gt;this is me i cant change&lt;br /&gt;i like being the good one&lt;br /&gt;but i hate being good and no one appretiates it&lt;br /&gt;well i guess this is it this is life&lt;br /&gt;i can do nothing anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'v always fighted over things 2 be better&lt;br /&gt;i'v always tried to make everybody happy&lt;br /&gt;i'v always been there for my friends&lt;br /&gt;when ever they wanted me&lt;br /&gt;i'v lsn to them talked and comforted them&lt;br /&gt;but got nth in return&lt;br /&gt;am not asking for anything in return&lt;br /&gt;cuz i give and never wait to get&lt;br /&gt;but all am asking is to leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;i'v got lots of things in my head,,,my heart&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a bomb which will just blow in any min&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to blow out infront of anyone&lt;br /&gt;and hurt them&lt;br /&gt;thats why i want to be left alone&lt;br /&gt;please if i hurted anyone by anyway&lt;br /&gt;am asking for them to forgive me&lt;br /&gt;and i promise that i will never hurt them again&lt;br /&gt;cuz i will be leaving their life&lt;br /&gt;hope it will be for good&lt;br /&gt;now good bye&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115243899306014594?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115243899306014594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115243899306014594&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115243899306014594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115243899306014594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/07/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115170319954686334</id><published>2006-07-01T00:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:40:15.623+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Until When</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;until when am i going to keep waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;until when am i going to keep forgiving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tell me until when am i always going to be good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;until when am i going to suffer from things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tell me why you do this why you keep hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you lied about your feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you didnt always mean what u said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;whenever we get close suddenly everything vanishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wonder why all this happens,i know why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but after it vanishes it rises again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and better than before,but it doesnt stay long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is it that you like to hurt me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;does it just make you feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;becuase you know that i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and will always forgive you and never forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is it because of that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well dear this time this is whats going to vanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my feeling will vanish becuse you hurt me deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my soul is in deep sorrow crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;not crying becuase of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but crying on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;telling me you'v been too good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you loved him alot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he doesnt even deserve it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but i keep forgiving you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hoping we will be together one day and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but it seems hopeless, cuz you love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i dont know if she deserve your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but all i wish for you is to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and wish that she will make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;if this is what you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i will give up on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you had lots of chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;days and years have passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and nothing changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it only kept repeating its self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so its the time now for me to leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i know that i will leave my prints every where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and i dont regret anything and i will never regret it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you'v been my everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but this is Gods well now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i guess its time for my heart to say good bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but not forever because you'll be my dearest one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;whom i like to talk and share everything with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;all i hope now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; that we will be there for each other forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;remember this always and never forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this is our destiny and i have to accept it as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i am not sure if this is the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but i hope that we will be able to make the right decession at the end..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i will always love you and till the end....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115170319954686334?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115170319954686334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115170319954686334&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115170319954686334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115170319954686334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/07/until-when.html' title='Until When'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115058322153537454</id><published>2006-06-18T01:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:28:35.323+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard To Reach ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girls are like apples on trees.&lt;br /&gt;The best ones are at the top of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Instead they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground, that aren't as good, but easy.&lt;br /&gt;So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;That is why we just have to be a little patient and the right boy, the one who takes a chance to find the good, right apple, will come someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115058322153537454?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115058322153537454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115058322153537454&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115058322153537454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115058322153537454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/06/hard-to-reach.html' title='Hard To Reach ;)'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-115029443003422801</id><published>2006-06-14T17:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:56:10.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>2 lonely stars in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Casting its beauty upon the golden sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;clouds glow in the dusk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as I look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With harmony the ocean cries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the sun is fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The water shimmers in a crystal display&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;while the darkness of night flows into the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A symbol of love you take from my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a rose colored red and we lay in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I whisper I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;with waves crashing on shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to breathe the air off your lips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as you softly tell me Im Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Our hearts have found peace under the moonlit sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;knowing forever in paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;we're holding each other close enough to collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;like two lonely stars in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-115029443003422801?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/115029443003422801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=115029443003422801&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115029443003422801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/115029443003422801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-lonely-stars-in-sky.html' title='2 lonely stars in the sky'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114984392575521365</id><published>2006-06-09T12:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:05:25.770+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;My dear sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a great gift from God to have a sister, who stands by you and support you always. for me my sister is such a great person , she helped me through all the steps of my life , she's the most person who understands me , and advice me , she's the one who helps me feel important and successful , she believes in me and my personality , she believes in my abilities and pushes me forward in life . I am a shy person, I am not the type who initiate a conversation , I never look for friends but I wait for them , she helped me to become social , I have many friends now , many acquaintances , and still asking for more and she played a big role in expanding my social circle . She stood by me when I felt depressed , when I felt lonely , when I fell in love with someone who's not worth it , and she helped me to get over him , and she's helping me getting over a recent crush that really confused my life and made me totally upset and weird , she always reminded me that I am a lovely person and that him not caring for me doesn’t mean I am not important , but instead she reminded me that he's just not the one, and there are many fish in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As a teenager , I lived a horrible period of confusions and anxieties lately , its something normal that every teen passes through , but she always stood by me and helped me pass these phases successfully . For me Huda is a giant will where I can keep my secrets safely , she's always there to listen and share my secrets , she never told my secrets to anyone , she never laughed at them or thought they where silly , I always ask her advice and she always gave them to me generously. When she makes me mad , she never sleeps without making up with me , even if she remembered that at the middle of the night , but we always makeup before we sleep , I just cant wake up the next day not talking to her , even if she really made me so upset I quickly forgive her because I love her a lot and I think her faults never exceed her love to me , I believe that loving a person makes you forget all their faults , and that’s true , if I made a balance between the positive things in her and the negative things , I find the negative too little to compare with the positive , therefore the positive side of the balance would quickly swing down due to the much positive things in her that a balance cannot hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything to make her happy, anything that makes her happy makes me happy, anything that annoys her annoys me; anything that makes her cry makes me want to cry. When she gets a strike from someone, I feel the pain she's feeling as if im the one stroked. When I see her tears running down her face, I feel a choke in my throat, when someone hurts her I feel I want to hurt him/her back, I am able to hurt anyone who hurts her, she's someone whose so special to me and I am totally ready to be her protective armor, even if it meant being mean or aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;When someone hurts her, I feel it's me to blame, how come I made someone hurt her? How come this happened when im around, how come I stood there doing nothing, watching my sister getting strikes from her closest peeps?&lt;br /&gt;Why does she protect me and never allow something that hurts me and I sometimes fail to do that? I know that sometimes I can't do anything to stop it, but to console her and encourage her.&lt;br /&gt;She recently got many strikes from very close people, and I was shocked of that, you can never believe that these people could ever hurt her but they do! How come they have a heart to hurt a soft and lovely girl like Huda, why do these people love to make her sad, love to see her crying, enjoy torturing her, why do they deny their love to her? Why do these people play with her feelings and whenever they want her they come close to her and whenever they don’t want her they put her on the shelve ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that She is the most gentle and wonderful sister, she's a very strong person, not weak as some people think she is, when she cries, its not a sign of weakness, it’s just that she is recharging her batteries , her energy and throwing away her sorrows , yes this is Huda , a loving caring and strong person , she's so soft and sensitive yet so strong and confident  , she never put you down , she never lingers to help others , she pours love and care to the ones she love , she's just a great person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least , Huda I would like you to know how much you mean to me , and how much you made a change in my life , you helped me through good and bad and held my hand when I needed advice and awareness , you gave me all the love a sister could give , and you where always there for me , remember that I love you a lot and that I am always there for you whenever you need me , its time for me to take care of you and protect you and advice you , and don’t forget that if anyone makes you cry I wont hesitate to put my finger in his eye , because you deserve it and I will always be the guard and defense whenever you needed me , believe me if anyone hurt you I am ready to take revenge even if they where close to me or someone I love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sisters for ever&lt;br /&gt;Gogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114984392575521365?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114984392575521365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114984392575521365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114984392575521365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114984392575521365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-dear-sister.html' title='My Dear Sister'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114959203601253976</id><published>2006-06-06T14:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:10:23.836+03:00</updated><title type='text'>me &amp; I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me &amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Always Wonder Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When He Talks Or Be There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Or His Eyes Glance Mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;His Hand Touches Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It Makes Me Feel Like I Want To Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But I Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is He Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will He Be Mine ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114959203601253976?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114959203601253976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114959203601253976&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114959203601253976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114959203601253976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-i.html' title='me &amp; I'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114946155934447553</id><published>2006-06-05T01:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:52:39.346+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be a candle you can see through&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all the lights shut infront of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be a hand to lead you&lt;br /&gt;When you feel helpless not knowing what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be a shoulder you can cry on&lt;br /&gt;When your pain doesn’t stop hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be a window&lt;br /&gt;To show you the beautiful things in life waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be the proof&lt;br /&gt;To show you how many people are in need for you&lt;br /&gt;and how many people can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be the supporting friend&lt;br /&gt;who listen to all the pain and sorrow inside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can laugh and share the happiest times with you&lt;br /&gt;or in the saddest moments to console and encourage you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be a special friend&lt;br /&gt;        That’s always there for you&lt;br /&gt;                                     Or a teacher to help you through&lt;br /&gt;A sister to stand by you&lt;br /&gt;                                   Or a lover that’s ready to die for you&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                           I hope you know how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;                         And know what a special person I found in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;   written by my sister Ghada "Gogy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114946155934447553?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114946155934447553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114946155934447553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114946155934447553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114946155934447553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-hope_05.html' title='I Hope'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114789764631484796</id><published>2006-05-17T23:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:29:20.530+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This feeling is like a wonderful bond&lt;br /&gt;I want this feeling to hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't give this up&lt;br /&gt;not even for all four seasons to be spring&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't need to be masked as attractive&lt;br /&gt;This unstable beautiful pain is mine&lt;br /&gt;its what I want&lt;br /&gt;what I need!&lt;br /&gt;My happiness continually gains&lt;br /&gt;This is great&lt;br /&gt;Something this good cannot be greed!&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I found a better lain&lt;br /&gt;This I intend to keep&lt;br /&gt;No one else can have it&lt;br /&gt;its mine!&lt;br /&gt;Its mine when I'm awake,&lt;br /&gt;its mine when I'm asleep!&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is no longer a straight line&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped in this bind&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel fine&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone without a sign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114789764631484796?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114789764631484796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114789764631484796&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114789764631484796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114789764631484796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-feelings.html' title='My Feelings'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114630427851049324</id><published>2006-04-29T12:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T12:51:19.960+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic's @ Dibeen Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME,RURU,GOGY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RURU,ME,FOFO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME,RURU,GOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RURU,SAM,ME,FOFO,GOGY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MEEE ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114630427851049324?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114630427851049324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114630427851049324&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114630427851049324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114630427851049324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/04/pics-dibeen-trip.html' title='Pic&apos;s @ Dibeen Trip'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114582578880772840</id><published>2006-04-23T23:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:56:28.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HOLY WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pics at hajmeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;DINNER OR BREAKFAST @ 3AL NAR"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GOGY, RULA, ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOME OF THE GROUP&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSC00492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSC00492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;some pics of the great friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/2ed5scd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/2ed5scd.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/bafbscd.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/bafbscd.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; me and rula holding the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/5d50scd.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/5d50scd.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;the guys of the shabibeh holding al na3esh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/ee1cscd.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/ee1cscd.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and rula again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/c41cscd.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/c41cscd.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114582578880772840?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114582578880772840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114582578880772840&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114582578880772840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114582578880772840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/04/holy-week.html' title='THE HOLY WEEK'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114570478144501711</id><published>2006-04-22T14:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:19:41.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Above All</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above all powers above all kings&lt;br /&gt;Above all nature and all created things&lt;br /&gt;Above all wisdom and all the ways of man&lt;br /&gt;You were here before the world began &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above all kindgoms above all thrones&lt;br /&gt;Above all wonders the world has ever known&lt;br /&gt;Above all wealth and treasure of the earth&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to measure what You're worth &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crucified laid behind a stone&lt;br /&gt;You lived to die rejected and alone&lt;br /&gt;Like a rose trampled on the ground&lt;br /&gt;You took the fall and thought of me&lt;br /&gt;Above all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114570478144501711?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114570478144501711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114570478144501711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114570478144501711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114570478144501711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/04/above-all.html' title='Above All'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114408139099483910</id><published>2006-04-03T19:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:23:23.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship &amp; Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friendship is a dangerous thing. Like when you get that close with someone, to a point where you can feel that you can talk to them about almost anything, then it is just natural to want to take the relationship to the next step. That is what love is all about, friendship. And then you realize that it is more than that, something that you can't even describe with words, because words only seem to reduce the power that you feel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114408139099483910?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114408139099483910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114408139099483910&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114408139099483910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114408139099483910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/04/friendship-love.html' title='Friendship &amp; Love'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114364344198398016</id><published>2006-03-29T16:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T18:08:36.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>some tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/be-mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/be-mine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Candy Heart Is "BE MINE"&lt;br /&gt;You've got your eye on someone, that's for sureAnd you're hoping for a little spark to eruptMake it happen on Valentine's day by going from friendly to flirtyOr if you're shy, at least play Secret Admirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Ready to Get Married&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyoureadytogetmarriedquiz/ready-married.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've done more than dream about the dress and the honeymoonIn fact, you spend a good deal of your time thinking about what makes a relationship workAnd from your answers, it looks like you have the skills to say "I Do" and mean itYou've dated enough, learned your fair share, and you're ready to settle down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You Ready To Get Married?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#96d6c5;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Lily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#c5efe4;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatflowerareyouquiz/lily.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a nurturer and all around natural therapist.People see you as their rock. And they are able to depend on you.You are a soothing influence. You can make people feel better with a few words.Your caring has more of an impact than even you realize.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Light Pink Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcolorroseareyouquiz/light-pink-rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You represent sweetness and grace.&lt;br /&gt;Your vibe: Kind and gentle&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with you: is like falling in love with a best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Color Rose Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Spicy Score: Mild&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howspicyareyouquiz/mild.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may not make the hottest first impression..But you're definitely the type of girl that sticks in a guy's mind.You prefer to play things cool. You know that good things come to those who wait.And the amazing thing about you is that you get hotter over time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Spicy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Gemstone is Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/ruby.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daring, ethusiastic, and spontaneous.You are energetic and passionate, with an appetite for life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Gemstone Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Perfume is Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatperfumeareyouquiz/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like Blue, you change and adapt frequently.&lt;br /&gt;One moment you're sexy and captivating...&lt;br /&gt;The next? Fun, warm, and inviting.&lt;br /&gt;You're hard to predict - but that's the essence of your charm.&lt;br /&gt;Power scents: Jasmine, orange flower, and lotus flower.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Perfume Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:0;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Friends With Potential&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/ishemorethanafriendquiz/friends-with-potential.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a little spark going on here, no question about itWill this develop into a hot romance? Look to your guy friend for clues.Does he flirt with all his female friends? Or are you an exception?If he's giving you special treatment, you've won a part of his heart already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; He More Than a Friend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114364344198398016?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114364344198398016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114364344198398016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114364344198398016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114364344198398016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-tests.html' title='some tests'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114364248319138526</id><published>2006-03-29T16:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:28:21.663+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I was wondering about the fellings i am having lately, I want to know what are they and if they are true and real or they are only for a few days and then they will go away. The feelings am talking about here are maybe the feelings of LOVE, In the last few days I started having strange feelings when am with that guy or when i see him or talk to him, and if a day passes without seeing him or talking to him I feel really strange and upset,this is the 1st time this happens with me in this way I dont know why but i guess that there is sth special for this guy he is not like the others, I know that I'v liked him since maybe 2 or 3 years, but every thing was normal we were friends but now my feellings started to change its not only "like" i guess am taking the next step,but what am scared of is if he has any special feelings 2 or not ?!? well now am going to leave everything for God cuz he knows whats the best for me I hope that everything will become gr8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114364248319138526?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114364248319138526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114364248319138526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114364248319138526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114364248319138526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/03/is-it-love.html' title='Is It Love'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-114235214113285131</id><published>2006-03-14T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:13:10.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings and&lt;br /&gt;emotions lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others&lt;br /&gt;including Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one day it was announced to the couples that the island would&lt;br /&gt;sink, so all prepared their boats and left. Love was the only one who&lt;br /&gt;stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love wanted to stay until it started sinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Love had almost completed sinking, he decided to ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richness was passing by Love in a beautiful boat.&lt;br /&gt;Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"&lt;br /&gt;Richness answered, "No, I can't.. There is a lot of gold and silver in&lt;br /&gt;my boat. There is no place here for you,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by,&lt;br /&gt;"Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love.&lt;br /&gt;You are all wet and can probably damage my boat," Vanity answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness was close by, so Love asked for help,&lt;br /&gt;"Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I prefer&lt;br /&gt;to go alone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not&lt;br /&gt;listen when Love called her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you,"&lt;br /&gt;It was an elder. Love became so happy that he even forgot to ask the&lt;br /&gt;name of the elder.&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived to the other side, Love asked Knowledge who was the&lt;br /&gt;elder who helped him.&lt;br /&gt;"It was Time,"&lt;br /&gt;"Time? But why did Time help me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-114235214113285131?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/114235214113285131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=114235214113285131&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114235214113285131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/114235214113285131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113918157541195328</id><published>2006-02-06T01:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:06:56.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The absence of a gr8 friend &amp; brother "Michael"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left this world 2day in the early morning &amp; really early and quick your still young u had lots of things to do,you left and I couldn't even say good bye,or tell you how a gr8 friend or brother u'v been to me,I still cant accept what happened I cant imagine that this is true, I know it is but I am trying to convince my self that this is only a nightmare,I don't know why this happened 2 you, ur a gr8 person one of the greatest ppl I've ever met, I don't know what to say or do, but all I know is that am going to miss you a lot, I know that this is what God wants and that he'v taken you to a better place , well we have to accept this and all we can do now is to pray 4 ur soul, may God rest your soul in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends and family &amp;amp; beloved ppl,I want to tell you how much I love you all guys and that I really care for you,we don't really appreciate what we have until we lose it,am trying to send u a msg by this to make you see that life is 2 short sometimes,no one knows when its time to leave,so why don't we just live this life and take all the opportunities that we get to tell all the ppl whom we love &amp; care for to let them know that we do,do it now while you still can and don't postpone it 4 another time cuz u don't know when it might be 2 late and then feel sorry that you didn't,so am going to start this by telling you that I really love you all and care a lot for you,now its ur turn guys 2 do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TAKE CARE OF UR SELF &amp;amp; UR BELOVED PPL ALWAYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"MAY GOD BLESS US ALL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113918157541195328?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113918157541195328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113918157541195328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113918157541195328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113918157541195328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/02/absence-of-gr8-friend-brother-michael.html' title='The absence of a gr8 friend &amp; brother &quot;Michael&quot;'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113889686211580069</id><published>2006-02-02T17:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:08:07.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pray 4 him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Every year and every month and day this world changes,in every min &amp; sec someone around this world loses a beloved person,so time goes on and our turn should come,2day i woke up on my mobile ringing from my best friend rawan,her voice was unclear i knew there is sth up,she was talking and i felt the saddness in her voice she then told me Huda i have sth to say,i was like go on what's up,she told me misho "micheal" our friend...and stoped i got scared here and asked her what's up with him,she continued &amp;amp; said he was in aqaba in a christian meeting or sth like that and on their way back to amman they made an accident!!!... at this time when she told me this i was in a big shock and silence and then she told me and he.... died!!!!! i kept my silence trying to understand what she said and is it true or what!!! oh my God it was true she told me he is in hospital he is half dead "his brain is damaged" his heart is still beating,i didnt know what to say and actuallyi dont rememer what i said at that moment cuz i was still in a big shock not beleving what happend,i closed the phone and my tears came down and didnt stop 4 long. I started thinking about him and the days and times we had together he was like my brother,My mom then came 2 my room and sat beside me and asked me what's wrong why am I crying she thought am crying because 2day will be the last day for my best dearet friend of all Fadia 2 stay here in jordan,i told her no its not this its sth else,she was sweety whats wrong, &amp; i told her and cried on her laps,she comforted me alot and told me pray for him,i told her i have a feeling that he is going to live and not die i have a feeling that a Miracle will happen,so i lit a candel and prayed &amp;amp; prayed and asked God 4 a Miracle to heal him and bring him back to us,he is still young to leave now,i asked all my friends 2 pray for him and am asking everyone who will read this 2 pray also and guyz pray from ur deep heart i know Miracles happen and i hope that it will happen this time... God Bless us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My dear Misho hope that you will get back to us and ur family and friends soon,and if God decided to take u away to be with him then i will miss you aloooooooot,and will never ever forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;your sister and friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;4 ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Huda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113889686211580069?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113889686211580069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113889686211580069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113889686211580069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113889686211580069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/02/pray-4-him.html' title='pray 4 him'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113828444389236614</id><published>2006-01-26T16:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T16:11:03.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends Eternal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're a true friend, that I want you to know, Our love for each other has helped us to grow.We've been through some tough times, but we've made it through, The only one I ever trusted was you.&lt;br /&gt;You helped me through anger, you've chased away fears. You held me through sadness, and kissed away tears.&lt;br /&gt;You stayed by my side when the world turned away. You helped me see joy when the skies were all gray.&lt;br /&gt;You were the rainbowat the end of the storm. You help me be different when I shouldn't conform. You held my hand when you knew we would fall. Every heartache, you saw me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I'm always the best friend to you, I know I'm not perfect, but this much is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/baby_friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gets you down, And there's nowhere to turn, I'll help you through and I'll share your concern.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to return every favor, When you're sure that you'll drown, then I'll be your lifesaver; Even if we both go down.&lt;br /&gt;Whether we sink or swim doesn't matter at all, Just know that I'll be therewhenever you call.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull you out when life pulls you under. I'll be the sun when there's lightning and thunder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And when it's all over, And we've fought every war, There's one thing I promise, Of this I am sure, When the time comes that we're put to our rest. Be sure that you know that, My friend, you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;And if there is Heaven, then I know you'll be there, That if you die first then you'll hear every prayer.And soon I'll join you, but just know until then. That I'll miss you each day 'til I see you again.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tunnel, you'll be my guiding light, You'll lead me to heaven, away from the night. We'll be there together, and we'll never grow old. And we'll walk hand in hand On the streets paved of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113828444389236614?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113828444389236614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113828444389236614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113828444389236614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113828444389236614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/01/friends-eternal.html' title='Friends Eternal'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113658701859225112</id><published>2006-01-07T00:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:51:27.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'>for my best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for you, my best friend, the one person i can tell my soul too Who can relate to me like no other Who I can laugh with to no extents, Who I can cry too when times are tough, Who can help me with the problems of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Never have you turned your back on me Or told me I wasnt good enough Or let me down&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you know what that means to me You have went through so much pain and you still have time For me. And I love you for listening even when inside YOU are dying And I look up too you because you are strong, and caring and beautiful. Even though you don't think you are.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you know that I am always here To listen to you laugh and cry and help In all the ways that i can And I will try to be at least half the friend you are To me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you. My best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113658701859225112?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113658701859225112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113658701859225112&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658701859225112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658701859225112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-my-best-friend.html' title='for my best friend'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113658630239995392</id><published>2006-01-07T00:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:50:29.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;As I sit alone With the warm sun on my back I realise something’s missing A part of me which lacks.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the trees,Reaching for the sky?Or could it be the children,Walking home, who pass me by?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I miss the birds,Chirping sweetly above my head?All I feel is restlessness A part of me is dead.&lt;br /&gt;I know now what it is.Now I realise what is wrong.It’s the feeling, they call solitude,All my friends are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I know,That as we grow,We have to make our way,We all must plot a different course,To go by everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought my friendships,Would be round,Just like the moon But you see,I am not ready,For it all to end so soon.&lt;br /&gt;I miss their happy laughter,Floating on the wind.I miss the many secrets,That circulate within.&lt;br /&gt;The only way to keep,Our friendships woven tight,Is to keep in contact always,And then we’ll be alright!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113658630239995392?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113658630239995392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113658630239995392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658630239995392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658630239995392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/01/remember.html' title='REMEMBER'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113658590617434849</id><published>2006-01-07T00:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:21:54.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'>walking as angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="two"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALKING AS ANGELS© &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We laid back and let it all flow out the topic of trust never once had a doubt,for within my mind and heart as well was an image and vibe as clear as a bell.You were very special to me and more I had a feeling inside I never felt before.A trust so great and strong I wanted this trust to take away all the wrong and return to me a mended soul.My mended soul would then release a new angel beside the other oneand together we would stroll the heavens,our times are over and done.For we have then won the battle within and now we rest for created we have a personality twin,Think alike, talk alike, say the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;It is time we are to ascendfor we have reached the territory of a best friend&lt;br /&gt;But friendships break even the best of ones then all me have established becomes undone.Your job as my angel is then complete because you have left me with only my pen and sheet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am now forced to record what I feel to something unlike you and I,it's not real.I'm talking to myself, every single word I write to paper but what I'm saying goes left unheard.&lt;br /&gt;All this because of you my angel, you are no longer beside me though I beg and plea our friendship just wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;But do not worry my pen is okay For within my heart our memories will always stay,Forever...&lt;br /&gt;because a part of you will be with me always, to forget you Never... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is a poem i read and i liked alot and thought to share it with you my friends,as well it is dedicated to all of my friends who left me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113658590617434849?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113658590617434849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113658590617434849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658590617434849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658590617434849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/01/walking-as-angels.html' title='walking as angels'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113658351763621266</id><published>2006-01-06T22:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:41:47.210+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;   Sitting alone in my room thinking of what is happing with me,and why did my life change like that its really weird,i feel unhappy and lonely,i was thinking that i had lots of friends and a good amount of true friends but then i stoped and think and found out that all the friends i have are not true friends i found out that maybe i only have 4 true friends and not more,i started to remember some old days of last year,and saw all the changes that happend during that year or the last months,they were alot,lots of my friends has changed and not knowing why and what are the reasons but i thought and found out that it is maybe cuz they just found new ppl and new friends so they dont need me anymore,i feel really sad really sad,and thought why is this happining to me what did i do to get this,and what should i do next,but i thought again that those ppl whom i'v been concedering them as my friends turned out to be just normall ppl who just came throw my ife and are now vanishing,those ppl who changed into other ppl who dont care anymore who found new ppl around them,if they really changed for sth i did or said which am sure that thats not the reasone,they have to come to me and tell me whats up whats wrong and why did they change and why are they doing this,i really hate to lose them like this,but if this is what they want then i have to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;   Am bored of this life i sometimes just think to go away and leave this life cuz i am full of being unhappy, i then said noo its not like that this is not the way to solve the problems i dont hae to run away from them all i have to do is to face them,so i started to make some changes in my life hoping that this new year will be better,starting from just caring for the ppl who care and are always there when ever i need them, and then i excluded some ppl from my life who really dont deserve to be there,and entered some new things to my life,starting from changing my look,had a new hair cut which really changed my mood and felt as if am a new person,now am going to work on changing my body,going to the gym and build my body,which is really an important thing i have to do,then decided to start staying more with my family cuz its really nice to be with your family who really loves yu and care alot for you and all what they want is to make you happy,so we decided to go for a vacation which is going to be a short one only for 4 days but it will be a change,am sure that in those 4 days i can relax and forget every thing so that when am back i will be a new person with new dreams to achive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;   Going back to friends,am really sad that in 27 days i will have to say good bye to my best friend or whom i can call sister,she is going to leave me and get married and live away out of jordan,i cant just stop thinking of how am going to live without her, i know that this should happen and i know that am going to miss her alot,cuz she's always there for me really always whenever i needed her,and i know that she will stay always my best friend no matter what will happen,i will miss you alot fofo and am going to hate the day am going to say good bye,well i hope that you will be happy with your new life and i really wish you happines always and i want to tell you that i will never forget you my dear never and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;   Now going back to the friends i have here i hope that nth will change and that we will stay friends for ever,i dont want anything to change and i hope that we will not lose each other,and i want to tell you that am still waiting you always to come back and knock the door of my heart and be sure that i will open the door for you if you really ment it,i hope that you will re remember all the happy days we had together and think of all the other coming days that we r going to enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;   know i pray to God to help me in this new year and be with me always and help me make my dreams come true,and hope that this year will be a good year fulled with happiness and love,the love which i guess i lost it but hope that it will come back again or maybe a new one will come to fill my life and make me happy,oooohhh i dont know what to say more but i will now leave you guys to go back and continue your day,and live every second in it second by second and dont let any thing make you fell depressed try to fight every thing and am sure you will and you can .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;yours always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;hadoosheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113658351763621266?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113658351763621266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113658351763621266&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658351763621266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113658351763621266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2006/01/change.html' title='A Change...........'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113356002421912179</id><published>2005-12-02T22:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:54:09.516+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUOTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;SOME NICE QUOTES I READ AND WANTED TO SHARE THEM WITH YOU HOPE YOU'LL LIKE THEM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;and as for long as I live I will neva WaLk AwAY aS long as YoU Promise me one thing.. If YoU Come to Me.. YoU wiLl stAy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;If u luv someone don't be afraid to tell them becuz it just might happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;SoMeDaY YoU WiLl Be SoRrY, SoMeDaY WhEn YoU'rE FrEe,MeMoRiEs WiLl ReMiNd YoU,ThAt U CoOd Ov BeEn WiT Me* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;TrUe LoVe CoNnOt Be FoUnD WhErE It DuZn'T ExIsT, NoR CaN iT bE HiDdEn WhErE It DuZ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worst thing is to love someone you can't have, and to live with being their best friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicity- "Is it possible to be just friends with someone I have these sort of non-moderate feelings for, or am I doomed forever to just be in love and ultimately significantly hurt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a mission to get over you......... in other words mission impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least be there to wipe away my tears if your gonna make me cry." I'd rather be your lover than your friend, but I'd much rather be your friend than your nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sometimes you're afraid to become a couple because you are afraid of losing what you already have with that person. But life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have, or could have had. No one waits forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come you have enough time to go out and make other people fall in love with you, but you don't have enough time to pay attention to the one who already does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into my heart you slowly creep. I sit and ponder how it could be, But you must have stumbled across the key. I know our friendship could be more, but its up to you to open the door. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken love is like a poison, if you keep it to yourself for a long time it will consume you from the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When you love someone tell them you do, because hearts can be broken from words unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm the one who stays, when she walks away, and you know I'll be standing here still. I'll be waiting for you, here inside my heart, I'm the one that wants to love you more." -Celine Dion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113356002421912179?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113356002421912179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113356002421912179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113356002421912179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113356002421912179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/12/quotes.html' title='QUOTES'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113243840225121530</id><published>2005-11-20T00:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:55:07.270+02:00</updated><title type='text'>never drink and drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her &gt;life 'twas on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with &gt;such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. &gt;How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting; &gt;she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; &gt;she was so happy It's just the way she wanted her life to be. On the &gt;first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and &gt;even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to &gt;be, Because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be &gt;known in this school you had to have clout, And dating this guy &gt;would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her &gt;fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just &gt;won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; &gt;what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that &gt;night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got &gt;ready for the big event But as she rushed around like she had no &gt;sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies, But what's a &gt;pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and &gt;the party was great, But the moonlight ride would have to wait. For &gt;Dan was half drunk by this time. But he kissed her and said that he &gt;was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Dan took a puff. &gt;Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Dan was ready &gt;to ride to the point But only after he'd smoked another joint. They &gt;jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, Not thinking that he was &gt;too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, And &gt;Dan started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted &gt;at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football.) "Perhaps my &gt;parents were right....maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, &gt;ever be so dumb." With all of her might, she pushed Dan away: &gt;"Please take me home, I don't want to stay." Dan cranked up the &gt;engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going &gt;too fast. As Dan drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that &gt;her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, &gt;But he just got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get &gt;home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight &gt;ride." Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please &gt;help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember the force of &gt;impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt &gt;someone remove her from the twisted rubble, And heard, "call an &gt;ambulance! These kids are in trouble! Voices she heard...a few words &gt;at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck. &gt;Then wondered to herself if Dan was all right, And if the people in &gt;the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. &gt;"You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices &gt;echoed inside her head, As they gently told her that Dan was dead. &gt;They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll &gt;lose you too." "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried. &gt;"We're sorry, Jenny, they also died." Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me &gt;for what I've done I only wanted to have just one night of fun." &gt;"Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And wish I &gt;could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I &gt;lied, And that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you &gt;please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never &gt;agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few &gt;moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do &gt;your best To bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the &gt;man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her &gt;mom and dad." This story is sad and unpleasant but true, So young &gt;people take heed, it could have been you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113243840225121530?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113243840225121530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113243840225121530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113243840225121530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113243840225121530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/never-drink-and-drive.html' title='never drink and drive'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113235058050256466</id><published>2005-11-18T23:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:49:40.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGEELEH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hey guyz check this site it is really nice and has a new idea which is that you can buy argeeleh &amp;amp; its stuff online cool ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.argeeleh.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.argeeleh.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113235058050256466?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113235058050256466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113235058050256466&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113235058050256466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113235058050256466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/argeeleh.html' title='ARGEELEH'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113234953477669895</id><published>2005-11-18T23:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:32:14.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a very touching story!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;A touching story and a good reminder :&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Take time to appreciate what you have now."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself, "It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...” Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really play with such expensive toys. While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who this doll was for.Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?” The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear." Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who he wanted to give this doll to. "It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly."No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said,"I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket." Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not  forget me." I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister. Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy, "What if we checked again, just in case if you have enough money?" "Ok," he said. "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started! to count it.There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money. The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money."Then he looked at me and added, "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me." "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose." "You know, my mummy loves white rose."A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of  my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away,and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine,because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away. I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place crying,feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to that day,hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113234953477669895?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113234953477669895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113234953477669895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113234953477669895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113234953477669895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/very-touching-story.html' title='a very touching story!!!!!'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113209660226346212</id><published>2005-11-16T01:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:19:46.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>looks weird ha Believe it or not you can read it</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;looks weird ha Believe it or not you can read it . I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to rscheearch taem at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Such a cdonition is arppoiately cllaed Typoglycemia :)- Amzanig huh? Yaeh and yuo awlyas thought slpeling was ipmorantt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113209660226346212?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113209660226346212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113209660226346212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113209660226346212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113209660226346212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/looks-weird-ha-believe-it-or-not-you.html' title='looks weird ha Believe it or not you can read it'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113209380321744125</id><published>2005-11-16T00:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:30:03.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Simple Friends VS. Real Friends &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Simple Friends VS. Real Friends &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A simple friend has never seen you cry. &gt;A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A simple friend thinks the friendship is &gt;over when you have an argument. A real friend knows that it's not a friendship &gt;until after you've had a fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A simple friend hates it when you call &gt;after he has gone to bed. &gt;A real friend asks you why you took so long to call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. &gt;A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. &gt;A real friend could blackmail you with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. &gt;A real friend expects to always be there for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113209380321744125?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113209380321744125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113209380321744125&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113209380321744125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113209380321744125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/simple-friends-vs-real-friends.html' title='&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Simple Friends VS. Real Friends &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113209206846551691</id><published>2005-11-15T23:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:56:35.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Find out How sexy are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(NO &gt;&gt;&gt;CHEATING!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEE YOUR RESULTS AT THE END OF THE TEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANSWER AND PUT YOUR SCORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. WHAT SHADE OF HAIR DO YOU HAVE? a) Dark b) Light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. OUT ON A DATE WOULD YOU WANT TO: a) Go to a party? b) Go out to eat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR OUT OF: a) Baby-Pink b) Yellow c)Baby-Blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d) Turquoise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. PICK YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBY OUT OF: a) Surfing b) Skate-Boarding c) Skiing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. IF YOU COULD PICK A STORE OUT OF THE FOLLOWING,WHICH WOULD IT BE? a) Louie Vuitton b) coach c) against all odds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE OUT OF THE FOLLOWING? a ) hawaii b) London c) florida d)Barbados &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. IN THE SUMMER WOULD YOU RATHER GO TO:a) The Beach? b) Somewhere Cooler? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY MONTH? a) January b) February c) March d) April e) May f) June g) July h) August i) September j) Octoberk)November l) December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. WOULD YOU RATHER: a) Chill at home b) Go out with friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE INSTRUMENT OUT OF: a) Guitar b) Bass guitar c) Drums d) The Triangle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11) NAME A PERSON OF THE OPPOSITE SEX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;STOP*!!!!!***** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ANSWERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.a - dark= sexy [5points] b - light = sweet[2points] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. a - go to a party = playful [2 points] b. go out to eat =romantic [5 points] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. a-baby-pink = cute [2] b-yellow = loud [3] c- baby-blue= cool [5] d. turquoise = sexy [5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. a- surfing = active [2] b- skateboarding =determined [2]c- skiing daring [5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. a) Louie Vuitton=tasteful[7] b) coach=laid back[2] c)againt all odds=sytlish[5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. a) hawaii =you like being around people[2] b) London=You are quiet, and like the cold [2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c) florida= You like to party! [5] d)Barbados=you are hott![5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. a- beach = tan, likes the sun [5] b- somewhere cooler = pale and originaL [2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. a) January = popular [5] b) February lovely [2] c) March = loud [2] d) April =playful [5] e) May =happy [5] f) June = chills a lot[5] g) July = smooth [2] h) August = fun[5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i) September = quiet (1] j) October = out-going[2] k) November = pimpin' it [5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;l) December = warm [2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. a- home = quiet, romantic[5] b- go out with friends = crazy [5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. a- guitar = eye-catching [5] b- bass-guitar =mellow[2] c- Drums = loud [2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d- Triangle = crazy [5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. This person will fall in love with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;SCORES!!!! UP TO 20 = Not so Sexy &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; 21-35 = Rather sexy &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;36+ = Too Sexy for this Test!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113209206846551691?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113209206846551691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113209206846551691&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113209206846551691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113209206846551691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/find-out-how-sexy-are-you-cheating-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113200042598705767</id><published>2005-11-14T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:41:27.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;DO YOU THINK THAT YOU'V GOT TO TELL THE PERSON YOU LOVE OR LIKE THAT YOU DO SO?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND DO YOU THINK THAT IF DIDNT DO TILL NOW THAT HE/SHE MIGHT WAIT 4 YOU???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;SOME TIMES YOU KNOW OR YOUR SURE THAT HE/SHE IS GOING 2 BE YOURS AND THAT UR VERY SURE THAT SHE/HE WANT LEAVE YOU AND GO WITH SOMEONE ELSE?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;WELL I MAYBE USED TO THINK LIKE THAT BUT THEN ONCE I DONT KNOW HOW I RECOGNIZED THAT OPPS NOOO ITS NOT LIKE THAT,I DONT HAVE TO BE SURE OF STH WHICH MIGHT HAVE A HIGH PERCENTAGE OF NOT BEING AS WE THINK,HEHE ITS ALL DREAMS,I KNOW A FRIEND WHO WENT THROUGH THIS AND SHE USED TO WAIT AND WAIT FOR THE GUY SHE LOVED TO COME AND ASK HER PARENTS TO MARY HER BUT SHE WAITED ALOT WITH LOTS OF FALSE AND UN TURE PROMISES,HE WAS SURE THAT SHE IS GOING TO WAIT FOR HIM AND THAT SHE IS 4 HIM,BUT SUDDENLY OPPS STH HAPPEND,NO ONE WAS THINKING OR THOUGHT THAT IT WOULD EVER HAPPEN,SHE LEFT THE GUY AND ACCEPTED ANOTHER GUY WHO WAS READY TO DO WHAT SHE WANTS AND TO GET REAL AND THEY GOT ENGAGED,SHE IS VERY HAPPY NOW REALLY HAPPY,SHE TOLD ME ALOT OF THINGS WHICH MADE ME STOP AND THINK ALOT,THAT I DONT HAVE TO WAIT FOR THAT GUYZ TO MUCH UNTIL HE WANTS TO COME HE HAS TO KNOW THAT AM NOT A GAME AND THAT IF HE WANTS ME HE HAVE TO BE HONEST AND TELL ME THAT HE WANTS ME FOR FUTURE NOT ONLY LIKE THAT KNOWING NTH,JUST MAYBE DREAMING FOR STH WHICH WILL NEVER HAPPEN,SO I WANT TO ADVICE YOU ALL AND I HOPE THAT YOU WILL TAKE MY ADVICE,GIRLS AND GUYZ IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE FOR REAL AND YOU WANT THEM FOR EVER TO BE URS AND TO GET MARRIED THEN BE SURE NOT TO PLAY WITH THIER FEELINGS AND TRY TO TELL THEM THAT YOU DO WANT THEM SO THAT YOU WANT JUST LOSE THEM IN A SEC OR A MIN THEN START TO REGRET WHAT YOU DID,AS THAT GUY DID I GUESS,SO COME ON WHAT ARE YOU WAITNG FOR GO AND DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO DONT WAIT ALOT TILL YOU LOSE EVERY THING OK HOPE YOU ALL WILL GET WHAT YOU WANT AND LIVE HAPPILY ALWYAS AND FOR EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;TAKE CARE OF YOUR SELF AND YOUR BELOVED &amp;amp; FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113200042598705767?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113200042598705767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113200042598705767&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113200042598705767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113200042598705767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!?!?'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113123295000885892</id><published>2005-11-06T00:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T01:34:30.796+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME OF MY LATEST PIC'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/d612.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/d612.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; AT OUR SHABIBEH PARTY @ THE ORTHODOX CLUB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/59550009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/59550009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AT SYRIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSCN3342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AT MY FRIEND FADI ENGAGMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/huda%26iwan1.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/GROUP.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AT MY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSCN3723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/elias.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AT MY FRIENDS SHOWER PARTY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/ELIAS%20WEDDING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOW THE WEDDING HEHE CONGRATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113123295000885892?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113123295000885892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113123295000885892&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113123295000885892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113123295000885892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/some-of-my-latest-pics_06.html' title='SOME OF MY LATEST PIC&apos;S'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113123076118923996</id><published>2005-11-06T00:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T00:46:01.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'>driving the wedding car ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/1600/DSCN3820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7596/1819/320/DSCN3820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A GIRL DRIVING THE WEDDING CAR!!! WELL I DID ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113123076118923996?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113123076118923996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113123076118923996&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113123076118923996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113123076118923996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/driving-wedding-car.html' title='driving the wedding car ;)'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18563297.post-113093798299884054</id><published>2005-11-02T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T15:54:21.183+02:00</updated><title type='text'>didn'y say so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ABOUT THIS BEFOR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GUESS EVERY ONE DID AND MAYBE IF NOT YET,THEN YOU WILL START THINKING ABOUT IT NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18563297-113093798299884054?l=hadoosheh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/feeds/113093798299884054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18563297&amp;postID=113093798299884054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113093798299884054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18563297/posts/default/113093798299884054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadoosheh.blogspot.com/2005/11/didny-say-so.html' title='didn&apos;y say so'/><author><name>Sweet Scorpio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.hi5.com/0000/502/165/P61VYV502165-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
